A/N: Sorry, I left you for awhile on that cliffhanger. This was a complicated chapter to figure out. It does get a little intense. Especially for Jasper. I had to figure out how to get it to flow without coming out bad. I hope that I managed to do that. Finally, I know the end of the last chapter made you think that Bella was completely out of it. However, there are some significant things that I need her for in this chapter so she's going to be flowing on the level of semi-conscious. Anyway, I guess that's it. I hope you enjoy this one. I worked really hard.

JASPER

Carlisle, Esme, Alice, and I were in Alice's Porsche headed toward the entrance to the meadow less than two minutes after we received the voicemail.

I still wasn't completely sure why Bella hadn't erased it. It would've made more sense with her plan. Part of me hoped that it was because she wanted us to figure it out. I hoped that she'd actually want us to save her and destroy the thing that's made this last year hell for her. However, I knew Bella well enough to know that wasn't the case. She had probably forgotten to erase it in her haste to leave and get to Jacob. That definitely sounded more like the Bella we knew and loved.

Whatever the reason, though, I was grateful. Who knew how long it would've taken us to get to figure out where she was if we hadn't heard that. And even if we did figure it out, it definitely wouldn't have been in enough time to save her from being killed, or worse. I shuddered to think about the or worse part.

I couldn't even begin to understand why Jacob was doing this to her. I mean wasn't it bad enough that he had to kill Edward and Charlie? Did he really have to hurt and kill her too? All in the name of revenge? It just didn't make sense to me.

I mean the pain of unrequited love was an issue everyone dealt with at least once in their lives, sometimes more than once. Yet, you didn't see anybody else running around trying to destroy the other' person's chances for happiness. That wasn't what love meant, at all. If you loved someone, you should want them to be happy, whether or not it was with you. Jacob didn't seem to see that.

It was interesting to think that Edward always thought of himself as selfish, because he couldn't let her to keep her safe. Knowing how happy being with her made him and vise versa, made it almost impossible. However, in his situation, he wasn't just looking out for his happiness but hers as well. That made him one of the most unselfish people that I had ever known.

Edward had always regarded Jacob with a great amount of respect, despite the natural hate of our species , because he had helped Bella survive one of the roughest points of her life. He even continued to be there for Bella, even after Bella chose Edward over him. His willingness to go through that kind of pain for Bella's happiness made Edward to think he was a fairly unselfish creature. Willing to do what he could for the woman he loved, regardless of how she felt about him.

I think the rest of were blinded by this illusion as well. We trusted Jacob with Bella's life because we knew how much she meant to him. We knew what he would do to protect her and keep her happy. We never once considered the fact that he might get sick of seeing Bella happy and decided that enough was enough.

I just couldn't believe that he would put her through all of this pain just to ease his own. It wasn't right or fair to Bella at all. She deserved to live a long and happy life with whoever she chose to. Not to be repeatedly ripped apart by her selfish best friend who couldn't over himself long enough to see what Bella wanted and needed to get through life.

I spent most of the five minute ride in the passenger seat clenching and unclenching my fists and trying very hard to keep my anger at bay until I was face to face with the monster that was Jacob Black. Alice kept one of her hands on my mine and the other on the wheel as we drove toward the entrance to the meadow.

"It's going to be alright." she kept telling me. "We'll get to her in time. I promise. She's going to be fine."

Alice had always been one of the best liars that I knew . In fact, the tone of her voice was so convincing, that I probably would've believed her, if it wasn't for the empathy. I could feel the worry, pain, and anger radiating strong off of not only her, but Esme and Carlisle as well. They were no more sure of what we would find than I was.

I was too wrapped up in my own emotions, though, to do anything about theirs. Nobody said a word about my lack of intervention, though. Which was something that I was very grateful for. I don't think that I would've been able to project the right amount of hope and calm in my state, anyway.

Emmett's jeep was sitting at the entrance to the forest just before the meadow when we pulled up at five forty. I was out of the car and halfway to the forest before Alice even put the car in park. The whole place reeked of werewolf, most particularly of Jacob Black. It was, however, very diluted with Bella's beautiful flowery scent.

I took off into the woods, following the trail, before the others even got the chance to catch up with me. He already had a ten minute head start. I didn't want to give him too much more. God only knew what had already happened in those ten minutes.

As I ran, I realized the two scents were so intertwined that I knew he had been carrying her when they walked through. I could imagine Bella struggling to get free of him as I ran.

I was running for less than five minutes when the worst possible scent hit my nose. The smell of freshly spilt human blood, Bella's blood. It was ten times worse than what I smelt the night that she cut and almost killed herself. I could only imagine how much blood she had already lost and kicked up my pace a few gears. I reached the meadow, less than thirty seconds later, and was met by the most horrific sight. Bella was laying on the ground, half naked. Tears streaked her face and were mixing with that was dripping from scratch and bit marks that were on her cheeks. Blood was coming from other places as well. There weren't many places the mutt didn't hit. Bella looked to pale to be healthy as she laid there screaming and struggling.

The mutt, of course, was on top of her, in wolf form, biting and clawing every part of Bella's body that he could get a hold of. It was a horrific sight and I, once again, found it hard to believe that this animal ever loved my sweet and beautiful angel in the first place.

Less than a second after I came upon the scene, I let out low, deep, threatening growl. It was the only warning the stupid mutt got. I leapt at him, knocking him off Bella, and sending him slamming into a tree.

He hit it pretty hard and I thought he was down for a bit. I turned back to assess Bella's damage, but before I could get to her, something strong and hard collided with my back and I fell face first to the ground. I managed to flip myself over, but not in enough time to stop Jacob from getting on top of me.

Jacob leaned forward trying to get his teeth around my throat. Thankfully, he hadn't been able to pin my hands and I was able to grab his muzzle to try and force him away from me. He was strong, though, and wasn't going to give in without a fight. I fought back just as hard, though.

I knew there was no way that I could hurt him enough, to keep him away while I checked on Bella. At least not while he was in wolf form. That body was too resilient to the thing a human body wouldn't be. If I'd hurt him bad enough in human form, he need some time to recover. Enough time for me to check on Bella's condition.

All I had to do was figure out a way to force Jacob back into human form. He'd be much easier to deal with then. That was, however, much easier said than done. It seemed unlikely that he would phase back with one of his enemies present. We continued to struggle on the ground. Him trying to get a good grip on my throat and me trying to force him off of me. It didn't help that I was only partially focused on Jacob.

There was a part of me that was aware of the fact that Esme, Carlisle, and Alice had just run into the meadow. Bella was the first thing they saw and I could feel the horrible mess of emotions coming off of all three of them.

Carlisle had immediately jumped into doctor mode and was doing what he could to stop the bleeding and make Bella comfortable. I could feel a large amount of helplessness coming off of him. And I cursed the mutt that was on top of me and shoved against his muzzle harder.

Alice was torn between staying with Bella and helping Carlisle or coming to my aid. She wasn't sure where she was needed more. The thought of leaving Bella's side was killing her though. She had the same hopeless feelings as Carlisle. She held Bella's hand and whispered comforting things. I could feel her worry over me, but I was glad she decided to stay with Bella.

Esme, of course, was just as panicked and worried as any mother. I don't think that she even registered the fact that I was fighting with a werewolf halfway across the clearing. There was a great amount of fear and disappointment coming off of her. I understood both emotions very well. I felt the same way.

Esme and I feared losing Bella. I didn't want to lose the love of my existence and Esme didn't want to lose another child. And I feared that she wouldn't survive it, if she did. She wasn't even over what happened to Edward, yet and it had been almost a year. It didn't help that we both felt like failures to not only Bella, but Edward as well. We promised him that we'd protect her if anything ever happened to him, because she was unable to protect herself. However, we all failed her when she needed us most. She was slowly dying and we weren't able to save her.

I could hear her shuddering breaths and her slowly failing heart as I continued my struggle with Jacob. It was getting harder, though because the others feelings were clouding my resolve. I felt like giving up, because that's all I could feel was helplessness. And it was hurting.

I wasn't sure why, but Jacob started to back off a minute or so after the others arrived. It was weird, like there emotions were affecting him as well. He pulled back enough for me to throw him off of me. He hit the ground with a thud that shook the ground. I got up quickly and raced to Carlisle.

"Is she going to make it?" I asked frantically kneeling beside her. I could tell by the smell of her blood that he had already injected her with several shots of morphine from his black bag. He was no making tourniquets for the larger wounds over her body.

"I'm not sure, yet." he replied. "She's already lost a lot of blood, but if I can stop it, then maybe."

"And what if we can't?" I questioned.

"Then we……"

Carlisle was cut off by a very long and low snarl. I turned around to see Jacob back on his feet and coming towards us. Well, more specifically, Bella. I immediately stood and ran at him. I slammed by elbow into his throat and pinned him to a tree. I was happy to hear a crunch, which meant that I had broken something.

"Why did you have to do this to her?" I spat at him. "It wasn't bad enough that you killed her fiancee and her father. You had to kill her too! Hasn't she suffered enough at your hands. You were her best friend, Jacob Black! She trusted you with her life and her heart. And this is how you repay her. By taking away her life! How could you possibly live with yourself after this?" I ranted making sure to spit in his face. I felt his claws digging into my arms as he struggled. The scratches where nothing, if this kept him away from my Bella, then I could endure them. "You know, you've spent most of your new life calling us monsters because of what we are. Because of a choice that we didn't get to make. Yet, we're the ones making the best of the hand we were dealt. You, Jacob Black, chose to kill Bella's loved ones and hurt her like this. You chose to destroy her because she didn't want to love you the way you loved her. So who's the real monster now, huh?" I then grabbed him by the fur on his chest and through him to the ground.

I was once again, pleased to hear a crunch that told me I had hurt something. He, still didn't stay done long, though. He jumped right back up and started snarling at me. He, however, didn't come any closer to me. I smiled slight at that as I crouched down, ready to defend myself should he try to surprise me. He started circling instead, trying to find a weak entry point. I, of course, circled in the same direction, not allowing him to get behind me.

While we were squaring off, I kept another part of my mind on Bella and the others. He heart rate was dropping dangerously and her breathing was becoming shallower. I could tell be her feelings of pain and fear that she was at least semi-conscious. She was definitely aware of everything that was happening at the moment. I could feel her fear for me, mixed with a lot of guilt. But I didn't understand what she could possibly feel guilty about this time. None of it was her fault. This one was all on the mutt. It was his fault, so why she feeling guilty. Then she spoke, "Jacob….please…stop." she begged weakly. "Leave….him….alone…I'm…sorry, I couldn't give you what you wanted from me."

Something inside me snapped at her words. I couldn't believe this. The mutt had caused her so much guilt and pain in the last year and she felt the need to apologize to him. It was, of course, typical Bella. She blamed herself for everything, even if it wasn't her fault. It was just something that we'd all learned to accept and deal with. I couldn't do it this time, though.

None of this was on her. This whole thing was Jacob's fault and I wasn't going to let her take the blame for it. Not this time. The mutt deserved to hurt. He deserved to die a long and torturous death, and I knew exactly how to do it know.

As Jacob and I continued to circle, I pulled out the memories and feelings of guilt, pain, sadness, and fear that Bella had felt in the last year. Everything she felt the day Edward died. Every once of guilt and anger she put into the blade across her skin. Everything she felt as we walked that long hallway to Charlie's kitchen and found him dead on the floor. And all of the fear, pain, hurt, and guilt she felt in that moment as she lay dying. I slowed hard and directed every bit of that ball of emotions at Jacob. It hit him with such a force that he flew backwards into the ground and I heard another crack. He tried to get up but I kept pushing those emotions at him and walking toward him. He struggled against it whimpering all the while.

"Do you like how that feels Jaocb?" I questioned. "Did you know this is how Bella felt everyday after you killed Edward? Do you have any idea what she did to make it go away? What's more, she's actually sorry for hurting you. Can you believe that? I can't! You deserve that pain and so much more. Way more than this in fact."

I few seconds later, the wolf was no longer there. It was replaced with a completely naked Jacob, curled in the fetal position with his hands over his eyes. I was please to see tears running down his cheeks and hear sobs escaping his mouth. He looked pathetic, but I didn't care. I held onto those emotions forcing them relentlessly at him.

"Please stop!" he cried after another few seconds. "Make it stop! I can't take it! It's too much! Just stop!"

"And why should I?" I taunted. "It's never going to end for Bella. She's going to have to feel these emotions to some extent for the rest of her life. Did you even think about that when you killed Edward or Charlie? Did you think about how what you did to her now would affect the rest of her existence. No, you didn't. Because you're a selfish waste of air!" I aimed a kick at him as I finished my speech.

"I'm sorry! Okay! Is that what you wanna hear?" he moaned from the ground.

"Unfortunately, Jacob, sorry isn't going to cut it this time. Sorry can't bring Edward or Charlie back. Sorry can't take away the pain she's in now. Sorry can't get rid of al the scars her actions have given her. And sorry definitely isn't going to save you from death Jacob Black. In fact, that mere thought of forgiving you, just makes me want to hurt you more."

I continued to push my powers out toward him. He begged and pleaded and moaned but I didn't give in. He was a monster who deserved to die a slow and painful death. A death like this was a little less than what he deserved, but it was the best I could do. He needed to feel all of the pain that he caused my beloved and to understand what he had done to her. It was the only fitting punishment for a monster like him.

I held onto the hate and her pain for a few more long seconds before I felt a hand on my shoulder. Not taking my concentration off of Jacob, I glanced back to see Carlisle standing there.

"Jasper, enough." he whispered.

"No, he deserves this." I said pushing harder. Jacob let out a few more sobs.

"Maybe, he does, but that's not for you to decide, son." he replied.

"He has to suffer for what he's done to her." I argued.

"I know, but do you think that's what Bella would want?" he asked calmly. "Sweet kind hearted Bella, who would probably forgive him for everything, if he asked. Do you really think that she'd want you to kill him like this? That she'd want him to suffer like this? Because I don't."

"But…He's a monster."

"Yes, but you're not."

"He killed her. I can't let him get away with it."

"But he didn't, Jasper. She can still be saved, but she needs you. The wounds were too much. There are too many of them for me to patch up and she's lost a lot of blood. But if you stop this right now, and help me. We can save her. She needs venom from two of us, and she refuses to allow Alice or Esme to do it. She wants part of it to be you. So let him go and help Bella. If you do, then she'll pull through. Please, Jasper? Come and save Bella, and let your mother and sister deal with him." he explained.

I knew he was right, but I didn't want to stop. I enjoyed seeing Jacob suffering like this. I loved the fact that I was making him cry and suffer for the things he did to Bella. Making him see how he had hurt her. That was until I heard Bella's weak voice again,

"Jasper, please, leave him alone. For me." she whispered and that broke me.

I let go of all the pain, fear, and sadness. They only left was love and the will to save my sweet angel. I turned my back on Jacob and walked over to Bella's side and kneeled there.

"Thank you." she whispered and then fell unconscious again. I grabbed her hand in mine.

"What should I do?" I asked frantic.

"We need to get as much venom in her as possible." Carlisle answered. "Too make sure all the wounds get completely healed. You just need to bite her in every possible spot. Where ever there is an opening to for the venom. Just get it inside of her."

I nodded as I leaned down and sunk my teeth into her neck. A let out all the venom I could and tried to avoid any sucking. I was almost positive that I wasn't going to kill her, but I didn't want to take any chances at the moment. I continued from her neck, down her arm, along her stomach and down her leg. Carlisle did the same thing on her other side.

She started moaning and convulsing after the fourth bite on each side. I stopped, at first, but a little nod from Carlisle told me to keep going. When there was no more spots for us to bite, Bella had already begun screaming. I cradled her head in my lap and sent her calming and peaceful thoughts trying to keep her from hurting herself.

It was a minute before I realized that someone other than Bella was screaming. I looked over to see that Jacob was on the ground, convulsing, just like Bella. It took me a second to realize that Esme and Alice had simply bit him on each side of the neck and they were simply allowing the venom to kill him. It was ten times less than what he deserved. However, it was the most humane way for us to dispose of him. Which was what Bella would've wanted.

I blocked everything else out after that and concentrated only on making things easier on Bella. I don't even remember anyone saying anything about going home, but somehow, Bella and I ended up in our bed. I removed all the tourniquets, knowing they were no longer needed and curled up beside Bella. We weren't there for very long before the steel walls came crashing down around the windows. Esme and Carlisle must be worried about a wolf attack while Bella was still vulnerable. I was grateful for that. I didn't want to have to go through this alone while I was fighting.

Bella continued to convulse and scream beside me. I did the best I could to make her feel comfortable. I knew, though, everything I did would be useless. There was no escaping the fire, ever.

A/N: What do you think? Please review.